Dreaming of a White Squirrel

So here at our college, there’s this whole thing with an albino squirrel. Legend has it, if you see the squirrel, you’ll do well on your exams.

Now, I had two exams this week—Monday and Tuesday—that I think I did pretty well on (maybe not 100% but certainly at least 80%). Honestly, I don’t get worried enough to desperately want to see the squirrel, but I’m intrigued by it nonetheless. I don’t know about you, dear readers, but I’ve never seen a white squirrel with mine own eyes before. As Claire and I are walking to our lab, something happens…

No, we didn’t see the squirrel. Claire tells me that some other people saw the squirrel around campus about an hour earlier, which is pretty cool.

I’m a big fan of fuzzy creatures like squirrels, so the legacy of the white squirrel is pretty fascinating to me. Someone told me it’s been around since sometime in the 20th century, which made me fairly skeptical of its existence, but I’ve since learned that it’s been around since 2000, which makes it a lot more plausible. (The squirrel’s existence is only made more plausible by the fact that there’s actually photographic evidence of its existence. There isn’t any question of its existence, I was just a fool.)

I didn’t really have any interesting factoids or personable stories to tell in this post, I just figured I should post something seeing as I’m the Cinnamon in Cinnamon Pandas.

Fun fact: The last squirrel was killed by a hawk right in front of students. RIP.